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Once upon a time, at a sultanate, there was a robber, notorious as a cold-blooded killer. On a fall night, he stole into the palace, trying to kill the princess for her jewelry, a precious gem that was always with her. In the cloudy light and the darkness of the room, he drew his sword and quietly moved toward the princess' bed... Right when the sword was drawn, ready to stab her heart, the cloud drifted and gave way to the moonlight. In the sparkle of the new moon, he saw the silky, graceful, nude body of the princess, deep in sleep. Her heart beat softly with virgin breath under the smooth skin of her breasts… For the first time in his unruly life, the robber was stunned by the holy beauty of the Creator. He was shaken and could not plunge the sword into her breast. He resigned and retreated into the darkness…
The little faint Beauty remained in his HUMAN did convert and defeat the Evil in his BEING. The everlasting philosophy of art, of life was expressed through this legendary story…
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